Next Time I'll Trust the Bard
Jan. 18th, 2013 10:41 amSo, I went with Arthurian Literature to fulfill my requirements instead of Shakespeare or Chaucer, because I've never forgiven Chaucer. Never. If you imagined a shaking fist and a vendetta tone there then you're doing it right. The problem is it turns out the Arthurian Lit class is going to be so work intensive I'm already shaking and we've only met once. It's not a good sign.
On the other hand, I finally got my change check and with it I bought a laptop, so I'm no longer working on borrowed technology and forking the evil eye at my dead desktop. Which makes me want to break it in by working on one of the side-lined writing projects I have waiting, but Arthurian Lit. Yargh.
Still, I have a chapter fic I've been working on that's an unrelated with Dean as mob boss and Sam as a safecracker, a wincest with multiple dimensions, and this one bounty hunter story that I started that was going to potentially be J2 despite my concern over trying such a thing. They all want to be worked on. They all think they're important. It doesn't help that the sequel of Lost Time is burning a hole in my brain at every turn either. Responsibilities are lame. Necessary, but lame. And on that note I have house guests coming and if I don't clean now I'll never have time to work on anything.
On the other hand, I finally got my change check and with it I bought a laptop, so I'm no longer working on borrowed technology and forking the evil eye at my dead desktop. Which makes me want to break it in by working on one of the side-lined writing projects I have waiting, but Arthurian Lit. Yargh.
Still, I have a chapter fic I've been working on that's an unrelated with Dean as mob boss and Sam as a safecracker, a wincest with multiple dimensions, and this one bounty hunter story that I started that was going to potentially be J2 despite my concern over trying such a thing. They all want to be worked on. They all think they're important. It doesn't help that the sequel of Lost Time is burning a hole in my brain at every turn either. Responsibilities are lame. Necessary, but lame. And on that note I have house guests coming and if I don't clean now I'll never have time to work on anything.